Born with a tittle

Chapter one: Hello Stranger

A few hours before the party!

"Sacha please is just California and its just for a few years" I say quietly at her while trying to hug her, but her being her dramatic self pushed me away and then pouts, why is she acting like a 5 year old?.

"Sacha please stop acting like a child" she still doesn't answers me and like a little girl stomps her foot. Ohhhhh please!
That's it, I'd had it... why do I have the most annoying sister ever. SACHA IS SOOOOO ANNOYING SHE CANT ACCEPT I HAVE TO MAKE MY LIFE.
TO GROW UP...
"Sacha..." I try to begin my sentence but as always she cuts me off. "You are leaving me just like mom and dad" always bringing them up... I try to resist the urge to eye roll. "just like Henry and like Arthur" she says and I see the tears fall down. Ohhhhh God here we go again. I love her but sometimes she is just too much. I sigh and pull her in for a hug and this time she doesn't refuse. This is my life taking care of a big girl, being the strongest of us both. Being the mother...

"I love you squirt, with all my heart and I'm sorry I'm leaving but I have to make a life, I have to see the world it will be your turn soon to find..."
I make a pause cause I know one wrong word can destroy this.
"yourself" saying that word slowly and almost as a whisper, I really did not want to say it.
It's what my mom used to say to me, she always told me to be strong for all and as you can tell I have been strong enough to be the bigger sister while being the small... I don't know if you get me.

I'm the one the one that takes care of her 30 year old sister, with just being 20 and I don't blame her, everyone did leave but you know sometimes you have to grow some balls, but then again we are the only thing we have. I mean let's not begin by the one that did the most damage the dumb butt of ex husband she had. He is a whole story which I'm not going to waste my time but explaining it not thinking about it.
I just wish she could understand that I want to have a life. See who I am, travel. I can't be taking care of a woman who has been living so much more than me, I know I can't tell her that or I will break her. I just love her and that's all she need to know

"Promise you'll visit?" She asks and gives me a be strong for your little sister look. Wow!!! She is not going to cry, I'm so pro- ohhhh, forget it she began crying. what can i do??

"I PROMISE, AGUILLARS WORD" I said  that frase in an army general tone, just to make her laugh, as I put my hand over my heart and stare at her with a smile, she is devastated and all shown by her painful looking smile.

After the whole Sacha drama, my almost numb body walks towards my room and just finish packing for Monday which is the day of my flight if I may add, and I'm as nervous as a pig is to mate. Ok? Why would I use that reference... ummmm???? I just I can't think straight I'm going to California to work for a big important company, United Nations Organization better know for its abbreviations in Spanish [ONU]. I'm as thrilled as I could be, interpreting is my passion, I feel like lenguajes are just big fat walls that won't let us understand each other. Sometimes those lenguaje barriers create conflict we can all evade and I just want to help those who can't understand themselves and others.
I know it's stupid but my mom tough me that, she was a wise woman when she was alive. Or that's what I thought.

Blocking all memories of my parents I close my purse and put everything in place for the trip. I take my phone and head downstairs, seeing as no one is home I head to the kitchen to cook something.

Hours later in the pub...

"Out of all the women in this place non are as charming and as beautiful looking as you...." my breath is coming out heavy. "Silver is a beautiful color on you." The tall stranger whispers with such a low voice, this huge thick accent is driving me nuts.
Not knowing what to do I just shut my eyes more, as if I could!

"You know you can open your eyes" he says and the way he said so smooth with some dripping authority when it came to open your eyes made me want to keep them more close I'm scared of what I'm going to find as soon as I open them.

"Take it you don't like being told what to do" he says and in all of this one sided conversation the weird thing is that not even in one second did I stop dancing, let's just be clear his hands never left my waist. The heat those hands provided gave such a rush to my body that I just had to get closer. That's when I heard a low restraint sound from the strangers throat covering it with a coff, if I'm not hallucinating anything. who know at this point?
"Tell you what... what if you turn around and open your eyes?" He says trying to suggest something. What am I supposed to do?

Heyaaaaa it's your boo Gizette sorry I'm late. Yeah been trying to post. Hope you enjoy this chapter I will always be dropping teaser of the chapters before I drop the chapters and I hope you enjoy it I'm going to keep editing them. And I just want to thank you all for reading it and giving it so much love. ❤️♥️